2. Chapter 2

Our plane touched down in Washington, and that’s when it really hit me. I was about to go meet a cousin I didn’t know I had, who probably didn’t even know I was coming. Hunter seeming to sense my emotions gave me a hug.

“It’ll be alright love,” God did his accent drive me crazy.

“But what if she doesn’t believe me, or what if she’s already discovered her powers and is evil. What if she absolutely hates me? What if-” Hunter thankfully cut off my babbling. He didn’t want me to get worked up for nothing.

“Morgan, the council has assured me that she knows nothing about her powers. She won’t hate you! How could anyone hate you?” We kept walking, I had no idea where I was, but Hunter seemed to know where he was going. We came to a stop in front of a rental car place, “Hello, I have a reservation under Smith. Thank you.”

“Smith?”

“Well Niall would attract unnecessary attention to us. Just because your cousin doesn’t know who she is doesn’t mean that there aren’t plenty of people around here who want us all dead.”

“Well that’s a comforting thought, thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.”

A shiny convertible pulled up in front of us. I took a moment to mentally OOO and AHH over the gorgeous work of mechanical genius, while Hunter just hopped in the drivers side, “Well, aren’t you coming?” I would never understand Hunter’s lack of appreciation for cars.

“Yeah, I’m coming.”

Bella’s POV

I was spending a rare day out of my household prison at the Cullen house. Charlie had cut back significantly on my visiting hours since Jake came by with the motorcycles, but he could deny Alice nothing. Unfortunately in exchange for my freedom, I was becoming Alice’s life size Barbie doll yet again.

“Oh come on Bella, its just mascara, how bad could it be?”

I grimaced, “Alice, you will poke my eye out with that thing! And it’s purple! I can’t walk around with purple eyelashes!”

We continued to argue over my make-up. I’d found that the key with Alice was to smile and nod and let her have her fun. I only objected to things because that’s what she expected me to do, and because I really would look silly with purple eyelashes. She was trying to talk me into bright red lipstick with sparkles when she suddenly got still. I knew that look, and I called for Edward. He was there before I had finished his name.

“Bella, what’s wrong?” My Greek god looked worried, he often had that look on his face now.

“Not wrong, but Alice is having a vision, and I thought you might want to be here.”

Before I’d finished my sentence Alice had snapped out of her vision stare. “What did you see?” asked Edward.